Late afternoon sun streams through the window
and casts shadows about. The legerdemain conjures up
imaginary characters dancing about between
the light and shadows. My thoughts wander.
Interrupting the game of light, the Chinooks rustle
the leaves in the trees. These warm breezes
cheer me. Yet, I am somewhat wistful
that autumn will give way to winter’s snows.
Dazzling sunsets hypnotize. The evening skies
enrapture me as if I were painting broad brush
strokes of pink hues on a canvas. As if under a
magic spell. the chicanery delights and amuses.
All too soon, the winds cast the leaves to the ground,
blowing relentlessly and ending Autumn abruptly.
My pensiveness interrupted. I now await more
magic of light and shadows in the snowy landscapes.